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She never thought she would see it again, but there it was, nestled in a box of random mementos. The sight of it, the smell of it brought memories flooding back. Her first thought was ‘Where did we go wrong Darra.’
It had been three years since the two had broken up. Kyra closed her eyes as she remembered the day he gave her the necklace.
It still smelled like his cologne he wore back when they were kids.
She sat in front of her closet holding the pendant in her hands. It had been enchanted to always smell like him.
Darra had given it to her before he’d gone on vacation with his family. She leaned her head against the door and sighed.
“Kyra.” Lily called as she stepped into the room. “There you are. We’re waiting for you.” She said making kyra sit up.
“Sorry was just looking for a necklace.” She said as she got up.
“I see.” She said helping her put it in. The three friends jumped to the venue.
“I’m going to get some punch.” Kyra said as she moved to the refreshment table.
She looked down at her feet cup as someone walked up to her.
“I didn’t think I’d see you here.” He said smiling.
“We’re still friends.”
He nodded and hummed.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready?” She asked licking her lips.
“If I were getting married yes.” He said giving her a lopsided grin.
“Wait, what?”
“Kyra you’re the only one I wasn’t to marry.” He said setting down his drink before pulling her into a kiss.
Gasps went up around them as everyone noticed including his parents that weren’t happy.
#sage’s writing#writing prompts#prompts#reblog#darra Blackwell#the bureau of magical things#kyra glen#darra x Kyra#aged up
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“Why are you looking at me like that?” “Like what?” my sister replied, that look of feigned innocence in her eyes. I raised my eyebrow in that way our mother used to. “Okay,” she continued, “If you must know I was curious to see if I could tell a difference.” She said going back to her book.
I watched her unsure of what she meant. “A difference in what?” I asked moving to sit next to her. She sighed and closed her book.
“Don’t play dumb. I know Kyra was over last night. I also know what you two did.” I waas slightly shocked to hear that but didn’t let it show.
“Kyra? She wasn’t over last night.” I said trying to keep the blush from my cheeks.
“Oh?” She asked chuckling a little before pulling something from behind her. “So this isn’t her t-shirt that I found in the hallway?” She asked holding up the garment.
I stared at her for a moment trying to come up with a reason.
“Darra, it’s okay. I’m I’m not going to say anything, but I will tease you two.” She said tossing the t-shirt at me.
“You’re okay with this?” I asked grabbing the shirt. “I mea she is one of your best friends.”
“Yes, but you two have been dancing around each other since she found out about us. I will say that if you hurt her we will make your life hell.” Imgoen said as she went back to her book.
I had a good idea who she meant and simply nodded as i went back to my room. “Next time we need to be more careful where we drop our clothes.” I said crawling behind the girl on my bed.
“I told you she wold ifnd out.”
I smiled before kissing her.
#darra blackwell#Imgoen blackwell#kyra glen#the bureua of magical things.#tv show#australian tv show#DarraxKyra#kyra x darra#18+#implied 18+#suggestive content#aged up character
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october-themed writeblr ask game
I fully admit it: I’m a sucker for fall. so, here you go- an october-themed ask game! This isn’t specific to world-building or drafting or a specific part of writing, so hopefully there’s something in it for everyone.
🎃 pumpkin: do you have any favorite brainstorming techniques? how do you like to gather ideas for your wip?
🍂 leaves: what does your editing process look like? how does your wip typically change as you work on it?
☕ coffee or tea: describe your OC’s favorite place to relax.
🧥 warm coat: share a happy or fuzzy scene from your wip!
🍎 apple: let’s talk about friendship in your wip. do you have any favorite friend/platonic dynamics? any friendships gone sour?
👻 ghost: can you tease some wip ideas that have been haunting you/something you want to write in the future?
🌧️ rain: share a sad or emotional scene from your wip!
🥧 pie: let’s talk about food in your wip. are there any special recipes or traditional meals? do any of your OCs cook or bake?
🍬 candy: share a sweet or fluffy scene from your wip!
🌙 moon: do any of your OCs have dark backstories or secrets they’re trying to keep?
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I’ve always said the heart wants what it wants, there’s no use tithing it, and I’ve never been proven wrong yet. I wouldn’t know-for better or worse, I followed my heart all the way to a mountain in the middle of no where during winter.
By the time I made it to the mountain I thought I had died. Some will wonder why I made this truck. Easy, I’m in love.
Year ago I met someone. For the first two decades it didn’t bother me. Somewhere in the third it changed. Which is why I was currently standing outside Kaer Morhen.
I didn’t think I would make it this far. Or that when I made it the teenager I had met ten years ago would run up and hug me. Though she wasn’t much of a teenager anymore.
The only reason I knew I would make it was because of the red string coming from my chest. I would either make it or he would come to me.
Ciri started tugging me to the school I’d head so much about. As we stepped inside everyone looked at me. Before I could take anything in I was wrapped in strong arms my face covered by white hair.
I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. “Jaskier. You’re here.” The person said nuzzling into me.
I gripped his shirt tears in my eyes. “I’m home, finally.” I said in choked sobs.
Vesemir walked over putting a hand on our shoulders. “Jaskier is home!” He announced cheers erupting in the room.
“Welcome home.” He said as everyone came to embrace me.
#sage’s writing#sage’s short stories#sage’s stories#writing prompts#prompts#witcher netflix#the witcher#geralt of rivia#geralt loves jaskier#jaskier#geralt x dandelion#Au#red string of fate#possibly memory loss#up to interpretation
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Wind sang through the cottage in the same old tune, only this time it was both familiar and foreboding. The waves seemed to whisper secretively, and the candles guttered on the sills. No one spoke for a king time, but eventually my sister cleared her throat. “What are we going to do?”
I looked at the others before standing up. There were six of us we could do this. “We’re not going to panic. Jess and Kyle are going to clean up the mess. Tyler and Jared are going to burn it in the ditch.”
I started as I paved around the room. “What? You mean we’re not going to call the police?” Eric asked looking shocked.
“What are the police going to do? They don’t even know what this thing is.”
“That doesn’t mean they shouldn’t know.” Jess said running a hand over her face.
“I think Freya’s right. It’s not like they would believe us.”
Tyler nodded. “We’re a bunch of twenty somethings that come here every year during the summer.” He said biting his nails.
I let out a breath. “Alright we speak of this to no one. Eric and j will make sure that there is no trace of it coming to the house.” I said looking at the rug.
They looked at each other then at me. Jess nodded walking to the cupboard. “Kyle help me get the supplies.” Jess said as she handed things to him.
Everyone started working to clean up the mess and get rid of any evidence.
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This was supposed to be a desk job, a way to pay the bills until I finished my degree. I didn’t expect to be sitting here five years later in the coach’s office.
Only five years ago I was sitting outside this place for the first time. I’d applied for the assistant coach position as a way to pay my way through school.
I never expected to drop my degree and pursue a job as a high school lacrosse coach. Especially not in the crazy town I grew up in.
Though I wouldn’t change it for the world. There was a knock on the door bringing me out of my thoughts.
“Come in!” The door opened to reveal Scott.
“Hey man you ready?” He asked as he walked in carrying my daughter.
I smiled as I took my daughter. “As ready as I am every year.” I said as we walked out.
He chuckled and nodded patting my back. “Hey, I have a question.” Scott said as we neared the field. “Do you ever regret it?”
I knew what he was asking and shook my head. “I love it. I have good pay and steady bourse. Besides I get to spend time with Derek and the kids.” I said shrugging.
“I get to help a lot of kids this way.”
He smiled and nodded. “I didn’t think you would.@ he said as my son ran over with Derek behind him.
“He couldn’t wait for the game to start.” I chuckled ruffling his hair. “It’s alright. I love every moment I get to see them and you.”
#sage’s writing#sage’s short stories#sage’s stories#writing prompts#prompts#sterek#stiles stilinski#derek hale#teen wolf#male pregnancy#mpreg#scott mccall
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I’ve only told this story to my cat. No one else knows, not even my therapist- but who tells their therapist everything, right? It’s not like I’m ashamed or anything but how would anyone believe that I hadn’t made it all up. I mean who would believe that an eighteen year old was dating a twenty three year old werewolf.
Even more so when no one seemed to remember. One day I had woken up and whenever I had mentioned his name no one knew who I was talking about.
I couldn’t even find anything online. That happened four years ago. Now I had a job on the force. I have my own apartment and a cat to keep me company.
I had gone to therapy to make sense of what happened but I couldn’t make myself speak about it. That is until I woke up and heard someone talking on the phone.
I grabbed my gun and headed out if my room. In the living room two men were standing.
One was tall and muscly with a beard and the other was leaner. I blinked as I put my gun away. “Where have you been?!”
They looked in my direction letting out a breath. “Oh thank god. Stiles we’ve been looking for you for four years.” Scott said making me blink.
Derek cleared his throat. “There’s a lot to talk about.” He said and I nodded.
“Yeah….I’ll uh…I’ll make coffee.” I said heading into my kitchen preparing for the story that would clear everything up.
#sage’s writing#sage’s short stories#sage’s stories#writing prompts#prompts#reblog#sterek#stiles stilinski#derek hale#teen wolf#scott mccall
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reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing
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The look on her face made him wish he could take it back, but he was relieved it was out now. He’d been holding it in for so long, close and cherished as an obsession. The chips would fall now, one by one or all at once, but at least he would finally be free to move forward. Finally be able to be himself and lead the life he wanted.
Gwen looked at him blinking. “So you’re saying that you’re only attracted to men?”
“Yes. I have never been attracted to women.”
“Oh thank god.” She said putting her hand to her heart.
Merlin blinked not expecting that reaction.
“I’d be honored if you’d like me that is if I found men attractive. I was relived because I only like women.” Gwen explained giving him a shy smile.
“Did you think something was wrong with you?”
“I’d never heard of women liking women before it was always that I’d marry a man.” She said thinking about it.
“I had the same thoughts when I figured it out but my mom assured me that I was the way god intended me to be.”
“As honored as I am why are you telling me this now?”
Merlin sighed and cleared his throat. “Because I have a huge crush on his royal partners.” He said blushing.
Gwen squealed before composing herself. “I’m sorry it’s just Morgana and I have secretly hoped you’d get together.”
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#sage’s writing#merlin#merlin emrys#bbc merlin#merthur#Merlin gwen#guinevere#coming out
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The wisdom of old age is a curse and a blessing. So many thing I would do again, for pleasure or for redemptions. If I could turn a dial and go back, the first thing I would do is tell Arthur how I truly felt.
I’ve lost track of how long he’s been gone it’s been a few centuries at least. I’m not even sure when he’s supposed to be back.
That’s how I ended up sitting on the edge of the lake having all those around me think I’m mad.
I started to doze off when I heard someone calling me. “Emrys!”
I show up looking around and rubbing my beard.
“Over here you bloody old fools. I swear your just as daft as Merlin is.”
I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. “That’s great way to great the man who has waited centuries for your return.” I snapped my fingers changing my appearance. “I see you don’t remember out last moments together.” I said sighing as I saw his bewildered face.
Before I could explain anything Arthur had closed the space between them leaning their foreheads together. “My god Merlin why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“I was scared at first because of Uther then you started to undo those laws and I wasn’t sure how you’d react.” I said looking up at him.
He searched my face before closing his lips around mine his hands in my hips. I pulled back after a while and smiled. “That was better than I imagined.”
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#sage’s writing#writing prompts#prompts#merlin#tv Merlin#bbc merlin#merthur#merlin emrys#arthur pendragon
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This is why I can’t have nice thing. Covered in hot, coffee and the center of attention, I tried to make a discreet exit, but Heaven forbid I get out of this with my dignity intact. The person I want to see least in the world walked in just as the coffee was spilled on me.
I shook my head and waved off everyone’s help. I walked out to my car as I took off my soaked shirt grabbing one from my trunk.
As I pulled on my shirt I saw him coming towards me. I started to ignore him before he shut my door.
“We need to talk.”
“We have nothing to talk about.” He said crossing his arms.
“Okay, fine which part do you want to talk about? The part where you tried to kill my best friend? If the part where you’ve been lying to me since the day we met?”
“I wasn’t lying.” He said sighing.
“Really? You new who I was yet you claimed to not have known of me said that you were new to the area. Derek you used me to get to my dad now he’s dead and my best friend is fighting for his life and it’s because of you. So no Derek I don’t think we have anything to talk about.”
“Wait, I didn’t shoot Scott or your dad.”
“I don’t want to hear it.” Stiles said getting in his car and pulling out of the parking lot heading to the station.
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#sage’s writing#writing prompts#prompts#stiles stilinski#sterek#derek hale#injured Scott McCall#scott mccall#dead Noah Stilinski#Noah Stilinski died
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A feeling of calm spread over my whole body. This place always had that effect. I settled in and took out my laptop as I opened a word document and began writing.
I was listening to my music as the words started flowing barely having to think about them.
I lost track of time and found it to be early evening. I grabbed my stuff and headed out finding it weird that there wasn’t many people left.
Not even the librarian was at the front desk like normal. I walked past the minister before blinking trying to figure out what it was saying.
There were weird symbols on it. I set my stuff down and walked behind the desk. I looked at the symbols as words started forming.
It read: ‘if you’re reading this then you’re one of us. Please help us.”
“What? This has got to be some sort of joke.” I muttered ti myself. I started to get up when I decided to read the other words out loud.
“Azarath, Metroid, Zinthos.” A door opened on the wall as a man stepped out.
“Is it you? Is it really you?” He asked taking off his hood.
“I…who are you?”
“I am Xavier captain of the royal guard.”
I stared at him and shook my head. I was about to say something when we heard footsteps.
“Come on we have to go.” Xavier said holding out his hand.
“What happened?”
“I’ll answer your questions bud you have to come with me.”
“Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos” belongs to the Teen titans series
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#sage’s writing#writing prompts#prompts#my oc’s#oc’s#ode to Teen Titans#teen titans words
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She had never felt so free, so sure. From this great height, everything was clear. All she had to do was dive off the cliff and all her problems would be solved.
However that wouldn’t be selfish. For once she wanted to be selfish. She knew that she was supposed to sacrifice herself for the sake of those she cares about.
That’s what she’s figured out. At first she was okay with it but now she wasn’t so sure about what.
For some reason she knew this was the right thing to do. “Grace don’t do this, there has to be another way.” George said trying to hold back his tears.
“There’s not! You know there isn’t.” She said not looking at him.
“Grace I think we found away.” Susie said running up behind them. “It just wants your blood. Why does everyone assume that the bad guy needs your life?” She asked before realizing. “Don’t answer that. It just wants your blood.”
George looked at her before dropping his gear. “If you really want to do this then I’m going it with you.”
“No, no George I can’t asked you to do that.” Grace said looking at him.
“I won’t let either of you do that. We can get enough blood and you don’t have to lose your life.” Susie said crossing her arms.
“Okay, okay, we’ll give it a try.” Grace said as she looked at them.
They smiled and hollered as George hugged her.
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This is a little different as it’s based on two people. Very loosely based and all I did was use their names. Everything else is my own imagination. I’ll tag them in this too. More so they were the inspiration for it as I watched their interactions over the years.
@alexander-slander @sanderssiblings54 hope neither of you mind!
Christmas has always been his favorite time of year. He was all in, from the decorations to the carols, even the cheesy sweaters. His whole family came together every year without fail, but this time when he walked into the house for he saw someone whose presences surprised him. He was shaken speechless, and all around surprised.
Shayne stood in the door way looking at the person next to his dad. “Alexander?”
He smiled up at him and walked over wrapping his arms around his neck.
“What’s going on?” Bud mom stood up and looked at him. “Well Alec came by looking for you and your sister kind of spilled the bean.”
Shayne smiled and rubbed the back of his neck as his sister walked out. “I’m sorry bro I really hope you’re not mad.”
“With how well this is going how could I be?” Shayne said hugging her before he kissed Alexander. As his entire family erupted in cheers.
“Welcome to the family babe.” Shayne said smiling as they hugged.
His family congratulated him and talked with them before they got ready to go carping.
“Come on you’ll love it.” Shayne said pulling his boyfriend along.
“Okay, fine I’ll go but I don’t promise to sing.”
“Alright that’s better than nothing.” They chuckled and went to walk through the neighborhood to sing.
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Tonya had dreamed of owning a book store when she was a little girl reading under her covers by flashlight. She had traveled the world in those pages. To her, books were doors leading to another reality or another universe.
What Tonya didn’t realize was that she had the ability to travel to these places. When she was reading she subconsciously transpired herself herself to these worlds.
One day she got herself stuck in the world of “The Orphan Queen.”
Now she wasn’t sure how she got stuck or even his she got here.
She ran to the hide out and used the secret knock to get in. She then found herself pressed up against a wall with a sword to her throat.
“Who are you and who sent you?” Tonya Alamo screamed but caught herself in time.
“I’m Tonya Grace your highness. I am not from this land.” Wilhelmina looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
“Where do you come from stranger?”
“This place called Ohio. It’s quite far from here. I accidentally got here and I don’t know how.”
“You have magic.”
“No I don’t. Where I come from magic doesn’t exist. It’s myth and fantasy.”
“You May think it is but you have it. We have to go.”she said removing her sword and pulling Tonya with her.
“I have to get home I have a life, a job a family.” Tonya said running with her.
“We’ll get you home don’t worry.”
“Saying that just makes me worry more.”
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#writing prompts#sage’s writing#oc#my oc#the orphan queen#prompts
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A proposal, no matter what the answer turns out to be, is a moment that changes you forever. No pressure. This is only the most important questions I’ll ever ask, and today is the day. Why wait? The moment I knew this was the person for me was thirteen years ago.
On the night if the bug show case. Tonight I’m going to ask that same person to marry me. We’ve been together since graduation and it didn’t seem like a big deal but I’ve wanted to do this for quite sometime.
Beck walked up behind me and out a hand on my shoulder. “You ready?”
“Yeah just nervous. What if she says no?”
“She’s not going to, believe it or not her and Jade have gotten close. I hear Tori talk about you all the time.”
“You’re right. I’m gonna do it.” I nodded at myself in the mirror before walking out and getting up on stage.
I got everyone’s attention as I stood in front of the mic. “Hello everyone. It’s really crazy being back here but I thought this would be appropriate considering this be the same place I met my beautiful girlfriend.”
I found Tori and Sinjin put the spot light on her.
“Thirteen years ago I met you and I’m so glad I did. When we graduates I asked you out. I’ve wanted to do this for some time but nothing ever seemed to work out. I can’t imagine my life without you. Tori Vega will you marry me?” I asked as she stepped in front of me as I got on one knee.
“Yes.”
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#writing prompts#sage’s writing#prompts#proposal#victorious#tori vega#André Harris#Tori x andre#beck oliver
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My fave hurt from grinning, and all the muscles in my stomach were wore. I hadn’t laughed that much in a long time. The only one who could make me laugh like that was my best friend since high school. It had been ten years since we’d last seen each other.
We’d met him again at the same hotel in L.A. I’d gotten a hotel instead of going to my parents place because they were out of town.
I was checking in when I heard a familiar voice. I looked over and there he was looking the same as he did in high school.
“Andre? Andrew Harris?”
He looked at me and smiled a heart stopping smile. “Tori Vega, it’s been too long girl.”
That had been over a month ago. I sat in my old bedroom as we talked about old times and reminisced about our school days.
“Remember that time you had a crush on Jade?” I asked once I regained my breath.
The room got quiet and I went to live befits her rested his hand on my cheek before kissing me. “Actually it was on you.” He said leaning our foreheads together. “I was talking to Beck and Jade. I was going to tell you that night but I chickened out. All of it was for you.”
I sat up staring at him. “I realized I liked you after we graduated. I tried calling you but your agent said to leave a message and you never called back.”
#reblog#sage’s stories#sage’s short stories#sage’s writing#writing prompts#prompts#victorious#tori vega#Andre Harris#Tori x Andre#getting together
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